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There's nothing like a good day to yourself. There was nothing better in Maniko's opinion! The mischievous cabbit couldn't remember a time he felt better as his powerful legs sprung him up onto the couch cushions above his head. He landed with a quiet fwump and turned his attention upward still.

The broad, brown-patterned main cushion was nice and all, but his real goal waited above! That little spot nestled up on the top of the couch, just behind the highest cushions, and squeezed next to the wall? Ah, heaven~ Especially with the sun shining right upon it.

Yes, when Maniko's owner was away, his favorite activity was to curl up right in that spot and get comfy until the sunbeams moved on. But before he could do that, his eyes landed on the couch's arm, just two body lengths away. It was an easy jump; one he's made hundreds of times before.

Maniko reared back, thick hindlegs wiggling in anticipation. His messy fur bristled, and the long ears resting against his cheeks bounced happily. Then, explosive power rushed out of him in one, soaring jump!

... Only for him to miss his mark completely. Maniko's eyes had but a moment to widen before he realized his mistake. He sailed over the couch's arm, its fabric surface giving way to the hard, wooden side table just beyond. More importantly, the collection of shiny, glass knick-knacks upon it that he was forbidden to touch.

"Mrow?!"

Maniko's legs scrabbled for purchase the instant they touched solid ground, but he simply had no room to stop. He was already upon the candy dish and colorful animal figurines after all. His momentum carried his body straight through the mass--heavy as it was--and sent it all sailing over the edge. While Maniko skidded to a stop, he could do nothing but watch as the mountain of glassware tumbled to the ground below.

CRICKRASH! THUNK! SMASHACK!

Maniko's ears pinned to his head as the loudest noise he'd ever heard (save for that accursed vacuum) roared through the living room. And then, it was over. A mere instant later, the poor, clumsy cabbit was left to peek over the edge and view the mountain of shattered glass shards below. Not a single object survived. A strange, sparkly mass, barely visible, drifted up from the pile of wreckage and around Maniko's face before dissipating into the air.

His ears ducked down again. He wasn't allowed to break anything! He'd learned that as a kitten and followed it for years! His owner wouldn't know it was an accident! They'd be so upset with him!

But if it was so bad... Why did it send a spark of thrilling excitement through his chest? His heart pounded the same way it did when he chased mice and squirrels through the backyard, but better. Curious, Maniko's eyes drifted to the lamp just a few, safe inches away. It was huge, almost his size if he were on his hind legs. But it looked quite fragile too. What if he just...

CRASH!

The lamp toppled to the floor with just one headbutt, joining its former friends in a noisy pile upon the floor. That same jolt and warmth spread through his body. It was really fun! Gone was Maniko's fear of consequence. He wanted to feel that same rush over and over again.

Maniko leaped from his place on the now-bare side table and thumped onto the floor once again. His eyes sped straight toward the tall lamp just beside the stand on which the television was placed. Its thin base would be more than easy to push over... and in no time it clattered to the floor with a hollow smash. Soon to follow it were the picture frames above the fireplace near his tower. The glass in them made for quite an entertaining shower!

In no time at all, the floor was littered with the remains of all that was breakable, and a couple of things that simply refused to smash. Maniko walked proudly between the piles of glass, wood, and other bits without trouble, though he did feel quite a bit clumsier than before. In no time, he returned to the couch, his thirst for destruction sated.

But wait, that couldn't be right. Maniko's head tilted to the side as he beheld the familiar, soft cushions in front of him. He wasn't supposed to be able to see the top of the couch from the floor. The couch was as small as him! Who had shrunken it?

Curious and confused, Maniko turned his gaze behind him and beheld the living room as if seeing it through new eyes. Everything had gotten smaller! Worst of all, he could tell at a glance that it would be impossible to get so much as a paw on his beloved tower! "Mrew..." he whined in despair. What would he do now that someone had gone and made his entire apartment small?!

Maniko wallowed in his feelings for a moment longer. The pain lasted only as long as it took him to notice the holy grail of smashing, forbidden to him until that moment. The bookshelf, tall and magnificent, had always loomed above him. Its second-highest shelf held the greatest treasure in the apartment: a shiny globe composed of refined blue crystal. It shimmered like a jewel, always begging Maniko to come and investigate.

And now that this lucky cabbit was in a smaller building, he could see it with his own eyes. His pupils widened into matching orbs, filled with nothing but thoughts of batting the precious shiny off its magnificent perch. In no time at all, he bounded over to the bookcase and rose to his hind legs. His forepaws slammed into the wooden shelf, sending a quartet of books tumbling to the ground below with a noisy clatter.

With a yowl of determination, Maniko stretched just a bit more, raising his paw as high as it would go in search of his prize. So close! So very close!

CRACK!

"Mrow?!"

The shelf on which he rested his weight shattered like a twig. Maniko's paw plunged straight through the next two rungs, destroying them in turn and sending their contents soaring to the ground below. Worse still, his impressive bulk slammed into the shelf's back wall, and his scrabbling paws found no purchase.

The entire bookshelf--what was left of it anyway--teetered, then fell directly atop Maniko's body with a massive WHUMP!

All was quiet... and then Maniko exploded outward. His furry form swelled large enough to shatter the bookcase above him, paws ripping through the once-sturdy wood. That wonderful warmth poured through every inch of his body as Maniko stumbled to his feet and crushed the coffee table beneath them. Next, the couch snapped in half beneath his errant tread, and the TV was helpless to resist his large rump bumping against it.

A constant cacophony rumbled from that tiny apartment, and those on the floors below could only rage at the chaos their neighbor was causing. That is, until with a massive CRASH, a mountain of striped floof tore straight through the floor and brought everything with it.

In no time at all, Maniko found there was nothing sturdy beneath him. He crashed through floor after floor, exploding through countless objects and people. Those unfortunate folks found themselves buried in his floor--primarily pinned against the giant cabbit's ass as he plowed through the building. Chaos reigned as more and more apartments were caught beneath Maniko's growing bulk with every floor.

At last, Maniko reached the bottom floor. The ground crunched beneath him like sand, and he opened his eyes to a small, golden lobby that he'd only ever seen a few times. A dozen humans--now more like odd mice, stared at him in shock while even more squirmed beneath his rump and nuts. Maniko could only stare in surprise as he met their gazes, but that feeling faded as soon as he became aware of that wonderful squirming in such a sensitive area. Who knew that these shrunken humans could feel even better than his tongue?!

Maniko took a deep breath and stood. The building in which he'd spent nearly all of the past few years crumbled around him in a mountain of dust, concrete, glass, and wood. The noise was astounding; nearly deafening. Yet Maniko felt little to nothing as the world gave way and crumbled around him as if his very fur was stronger than the materials that kept the skyscraper together.

In no time at all, Maniko rose to his feet, and the tall building that he called home collapsed into nothing around him. As the dust settled, he shook off his body with a quiet "harumph" of distaste and looked around.

Everything was so small! Maniko could hardly believe his eyes. The streets he looked down on from the window seemed smaller than ever. The humans stared up at him in shock. They looked more like bugs than mice! The mere sight of those once-mighty humans smaller than his claws sent yet another tingle through his lower half, and he could no longer deny the very different rush that filled his thoughts.

But more important than those humans was the endless garden of smashable things. Maniko's eyes twinkled with the light of the sun reflected hundreds of times over as he beheld the countless skyscrapers, squat structures, and monuments packed together in his line of sight. Twinkling glass, rough concrete, and oh so many tall things just waiting to be smashed. Maniko would have to be insane not to take advantage!

With a "mrr" of delight, Maniko pounced onto the nearest building. His massive paws collided with the thin structure, comparable to the height of his old tower yet so much more fragile. Windows smashed. Steel bent with murderous groans the moment his forelegs made contact. It didn't stand a chance against his full weight.

His belly crunched the structure to a jagged pancake on impact and even tickled his engorging sheath with surprising pleasantness. The moment he and his victim landed on the ground--crashing through yet another, shorter building--Maniko nearly forgot what he was doing in favor of grinding his waist into the new crater he'd created.

With a devious purr, Maniko leaped from his place and tackled another pair of buildings with ease. He flattened the nearest block of shorties with his front paws, then squashed the next with his ever-expanding rump! Excitement grew, and property values plummeted in mere minutes. He batted buildings over, bumped them with his hips, and even shook his head from side to side to use his ears as wrecking balls! Nothing was safe from Maniko's rampage. Especially when the excitement from below became too much to bear.

He could no longer deny it. The giant cabbit, large enough to crush an entire city block beneath his paw, stopped when a pulse from his cock demanded his attention. A sticky bubble of precum splattered to the streets below, burying an entire grocery store in the clear fluid. Maniko whined and resolved to take care of the problem at once. And as his eyes landed upon a massive crowd of humans trapped in a park by their panic, he realized he knew just how to do it.

Maniko was upon them in mere moments. His massive, soft form blocked out the very sun for those unfortunate primates as he launched himself over the park. With perfect aim, he planted his paws at the edges of the crowd, leaving his engorged sheath and red rocket within to loom over the terrified populace. Already, his excitement swelled, forcing yet another droplet of precum from its tip.

Without further ado, he slammed his rear down, forming yet another massive crater in what was once a park. Those trapped beneath him squirmed desperately, but they could hardly tickle a millimeter upon him, much less escape. Besides, they were lucky compared to those trapped beneath his immense balls or throbbing cock. Those unlucky humans found themselves enveloped by impossible heat, their bodies squished into the slight divots that the weight of his body made against them.

Their panicked struggles were, of course, like lightning to the giant cabbit. Maniko rumbled in pleasure as he began to rut against the ground, burying thousands beneath his immeasurable weight. His claws emerged as he thrust over and over again, digging into the ground. Tremors of delight sped up his spine. Best of all, the precum spurting from his tip made those little humans delightfully slippery!

In no time at all, Maniko reached his climax. With a happy yowl, he thrust forward a final time and released a flood of gooey, thick cum. It rocketed forward and slammed into a city block just ahead. The thick volley easily buried what remained of the neighborhood beneath a sea of pearly seed, and more was to come. As Maniko's cum exploded forth, he finally felt the pressures of the day catch up with him.

The warm daylight, the satisfaction of his rampage, and best of all, his recent orgasm, all left Maniko exhausted. As the last bits of cum trickled over his captive humans, the cabbit yawned and laid down, smothering all beneath his weight. It was about time he got back to that catnap. He could always rampage more once the sun went down.